Erica asked when Kaitlyn answered the phone. “Drew and I went to Baton Rouge for dinner.” Kaitlyn frowned at how easily the half-truth rolled off her tongue. “Can you meet me at the office?” “It’s Sunday. I’m not up to working today.” “It’s not about work, Katie.” Kaitlyn’s eyes opened fully. Erica didn’t sound like herself. “I’ll shower and be right over.” “What is it?” Drew asked as Kaitlyn laid the phone down. “Erica wants to talk, I think,” Kaitlyn said as she staggered from the bed. “Oh, shit.” Drew threw the covers back and sprang to her feet. “Do you think she knows where we went?” Kaitlyn dropped the pair of sweatpants that she had taken from the drawer. “There’s no way. Please tell me there’s no way.” “Calm down.”
